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White Sand While Life Was All a Blur Last Night, I was High In The Moons Hills Gazing At The Whole World
Through the epic voyages of space and time, many souls are lost, many souls are found. To feel the heart beating inside of your chest is to track your existence. To slow that very heart in a moment is living in peace.
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